You have seen my descent …
Now, watch my rising.
If there’s anything I know about, it’s descent.
Descent comes in so many forms. We are offered the opportunity of initiation in so many forms it would be impossible to list them here. It can look like: illness or death of a loved one, a health situation ourselves, a sudden loss, a career change, a relationship change, and so much more.
It can be a frightening experience, loaded with triggers to bring us back to some pretty serious wounds. It can be isolating, it can be terrifying, bewildering, confusing, and can pull the rug out from underneath us, so to speak.
Inside the descent lies the truth of our inherent strengths, or superpowers. Our descent can reveal the most amazing facets of our individuality.
If we lived in a world that held a descent as sacred, it would be something we might look forward to as an initiation, or rite of passage. Instead, we dread it. Fear it. Avoid it.
What do you think about this idea of descent as initiation, or opportunity to find your superpowers?
What You Can Do
What does ‘descent’ mean to you?
What does ‘rising’ mean to you?
Can you identify strongly with either? With both?
When have you descended? When have you risen?
Allow the memories to fully engulf you. Allow the sensorial experiences to carry you away.
Write, collage, sketch, paint, draw, sing, stitch, photograph … anything.
Honor your descent. Honor your rising.
REALLY. Truly. Give yourself a deep breath. A smile. Allow your heart to flutter. You deserve five minutes for your descent, for your rising.
Don’t you think?
These days I am peeling back deep layers in the most quiet and contemplative ways.
I am exploring deeply in my subconscious and unconscious mind. I am allowing my whole self to roar-whisper truths. I am quietly existing, ruminating in stillness and voluptuousness of being … rather than engaging in ‘the hustle’.
Such a shift is uncomfortable. But it is equally full of insights and delight.
I’m feeling like I will be putting my paints away for a while. In the stillness that I am embracing, I find new projects slowly bringing themselves to light. This is new for me: usually I mad-dash headlong into projects. Now, I allow them to gestate in what feels to me like a midnight sky. A Milky Way of infinite possibilities. A moonlit serenade of my deepest creative desires.
And I am writing. A lot.
Click here to read a piece that came forward this week. I’ll probably finesse it a bit, add or subtract, before I share it publicly. But I wanted to share it with you.
It will give you a full description of what descent means to me.
muse ::: the high priestess
Oh my lordy, I love this card.
Unfortunately I don’t know the deck or artist of this particular version, but it speaks to me in big ways.
Does it speak to you?
What do you see? What do you feel?
Look at the pomegranates on the lower left corner. The pomegranates are the symbol of Persephone - she ate the seeds in order to return to the Upper World after her descent into the Underworld. The fruit laying at the feet of this priestess is highly symbolistic of her descent.
In order to hold the precision of fullness, we must know all the parts.
Light, shadow, and everything in between.
Upper World, Underworld … and Persephone herself, and her journey, are everything in between.
Where has your journey, your descent, brought you? Are you well-versed in the Upper and the Under worlds?